Stange for me. Quite a number of years ago I was traveling in the Middle East. I was in a place that almost no tourists had visited. People there thought I was an alien. I had Amoebic Dysentery and was on my deathbed. On one of my numerous trips to the public bathroom I heard a television on. I look and it was Herbie. It brought a smile to me while feeling the worst I have ever felt. When I crawled back to bed the thought of Herbie, a childhood favorite of mine, stayed in my mind with positive thoughts throughout that day. It is strange how such things can affect us.
